Cross season is long, and the story of the season is rarely written in one weekend or one race. It truly is looked at as the sum of the work. I've been happy with how things have been coming together and had a really good weekend racing last weekend.... The race before the race has begun in earnest as I have a number of trips back to New England planned, as well as our normal packed Mid Atlantic Schedule. I am also aware based on school work, I may be trimming back that schedule a bit...
Reality snapped back tonight. School was back in session. It was head first back into supply and demand curves. Looking for equilibrium points. That's what I need to find equilibrium. Unlike the spring season where races were spread out and I could plan, cross is every weekend. I know that to sustain racing every weekend and keep the level of intensity required for school will be impossible. I knew this when I decided to go back to school.
I knew cross would take a back seat.
I didn't quite expect the sweet pangs, and passion of cross to grip me so strongly. I thought I was good with decision altogether. And so, I'll swing my best, but also know that school has to be first. And that's a decision I'm happy with... I enjoy economics much more than I expected... I'm embracing just loving racing, no pressure with both arms. Every race is a race I have the opportunity to do...
The energy at school yesterday was incredible. All the new undergrads and grad students bombing around, the school is just packed with people. Students starting a journey, excited to be there. Now a 1/4 of the way done, I feel like an old pro at this. Frat Rats in the back of my class, athletes, daisy duke shorts, GOOD GOD daisy duke shorts. And me, the creepy old man in your class, with bad sideburns. People hugging each other and excited to see each other again after a summer break. Hell, my professor, who I have had previously, greeted me with a big smile, and welcomed me back. Great night. I am stoked.
I have often described the start of cross season like the first day of school. I think I proved out that analogy last night...
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